“I have landed.
Prisoner #1698 is how I will officially request to be referred to.
American Independence Day. The irony is blatant.
My 14 days of solitary, paid incarceration has commenced. The process to enter Australia is beyond draconian. We were escorted off to the airport by police and military personnel. Our first checkpoint took us to the police for a quick interrogation/initial processing prior to a health interrogation before we were ushered by the police to passport control for more traditional entry interrogation (reason to want to enter Australia?)
Ha! Good question, was I all I could think of replying…then baggage claim prior to being escorted by both police and military to wait for the bus. The army loaded our bags, where we had to wait for the police escort to arrive.
All on the bus had been double vaccinated from a quick show of hands…phone numbers were surreptitiously swapped (do do this if you are single…misery loves company) … police escort in situ, the 20-odd of us on the bus were taken to the hotel.
A beautiful, crisp, and sunny Sydney morning without a breath of a breeze seems poignant. Our country, and my former home city, seemingly trying to let us know she still exists somewhere beneath this farce…waiting perhaps…
We arrived at the hotel. Police entered the bus, read us our charges against humanity for being Australians wanting to see our family and friends and then advised us we would be escorted to our rooms where no key will be given as we aren’t leaving until released by them.
To enter the hotel, aka cell block, police and army processed us. First step was a police-overseen check in…dietary requirements entered…then, next step was onto a police data entry station before the Oz army dude escorted me to be passed on to another Oz army guy who then escorted me to my room with my bags.
I have no view of the green.
My window doesn’t open.
I am allotted one food delivery per day from the “outside”.
I swapped to my prison garb today.
I don’t know who wrote this, except that it’s an Australian giving a personal account of the quarantine process after going back “home” in the past few weeks. Other friends have had similar experiences of being carted off to the FEMA camps in different countries.
Nothing I could say or write could tell the story better. These are the actual, on-the-ground facts of what’s been happening.
And this is just the beginning. More about the people in charge and the idiots who listen to them in today’s video.
A.E. Samaan said that “Humanity has overcome the food chain, and having surpassed all other predators, has now turned to a strange form of cannibalism: humanity preys upon itself. We cull our own herd. We murder our own children. This is what we call “progress”.”
If you feel safe putting you and your family’s lives into the hands of these people, please immediately step away from the screen and go find a comfy spot in front of your TV to resume your voluntary mind control and thought reform instruction. Please don’t let me interrupt your total inability to think critically or independently with new, unwanted thoughts and ideas.
Continue burying your heads deeper into the bottomless pit that has been dug for it by the propaganda machine and its masters.
So put on your mask and collar, and rollover, because playing dead is the only way to avoid waking up from your post-Corona coma in an economic apocalypse.
Oh, and Lucy wants me to remind you that there are no tacos, or kishes, in the FEMA camps…so if you’d like to get out and join us in Mexico, please let us know in this survey what you would like to see in a Vigilante community development in Puerto Vallarta.
You always have a choice.